My sweet baby SOURPATCH went to the rainbow bridge this morning

I had to put my baby down this morning. he had lost another pound since he was there
in Oct. The vet felt a tumor in his intestines that was not there 2 months ago.
He was FIV pos. so the steroids would not have been good for his immune system.
He was down to 6.5 pounds
I have been crying all day.
Play hard at the bridge my sweet boy I love you baby

My deepest sympathies

I want to extend my deepest sympathies on the loss of Sourpatch. Please know that as long as there are wonderful groups like this your little one will not be forgotten. His life will be your remembered here in your posts and in the help that you give other pet owners by making them.

Bless you, little one.

Take time for the small joys life has to offer for they will allow your soul to sing.

I am so very sorry. What a beautiful cat. My deepest sympathy to you and all who love and grieve Sourpatch so very much.

Rest in peace, darling beloved Sourpatch, whole and healthy again at the Bridge.

God bless you, and may your memories bring you peace and comfort. Your love is eternal. Sourpatch and you are together always, and he will greet you with joy and welcome you home at the Bridge.. One Fine Day.

I've been Frosted (thanks, Elyse and Karen!).

I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
"Cats," he said eventually. "Cats are nice."

Freedom he was about 13 or 14. He was a stray that I use to see walking through the yards.I would always call to him but
he would keep walking about 5yrs. this went on, then finally the summer of 2007 he walk up to the porch looking for food.
he was in bad shape. covered with ticks and big knots in his fur. It took the whole summer but we were finally able to gain his trust and when winter came I took him to the vet to be checked and fixed. The vet estimated him to be about 8-9 then
This is right after he got fixed. he was about 12 pounds.

To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1

The clock of life is wound but once and no man has the power
To know just when the hands will stop - on what day, or what hour.
Now is the only time you have, so live it with a will -
Don't wait until tomorrow - the hands may then be still.
~~~~true author unknown~~~~